Author's note: So I am sorry that I didn't upload a chapter last night, for some reason would not allow me to. So I have another fanfiction and I will be uploading it, but at the moment I really want to get this one stared . Photos on the profile page or some characters and outfits the characters have worn. Thanks for reviews, alerts, and favorites readers! Right now with this fan fict I am trying to move it along so some chapters are probably not going to be as good as others.
Sitting up fast I awoke and caught my breath, my chest felt heavy and my knees were throbbing. Sweat greedily covered my body and was dripping down my back causing the skin to itch. I instantly brought my fingers to my temples my head was aching as if I had been hit with a base bat. I had to get out of this bed.
Pushing the covers off my legs I hopped off the bed, my legs were so sore, muscles were pulled from the lack of running I had done before last night. I slowly limped my way to the bathroom and opened the door, it was dark so I felt my way to the switched and pushed it up. The Light was bright, I closed my eyes for a second then opened them I was once again in front of a mirror, looking worse than before, my eyes were sunken in more, but this time the shade of purple was deeper and more in tense. My left cheek was swollen and blue, I lightly skimmed my finger tips over it.
"ouch" I wanted to cry, in fact tears were threatening my eyes. "Don't cry" I began to comfort myself. "no you have to be strong, you have to get out"
taking my eyes off my reflection I saw the cup that Godric spoke about being in the bathroom. I quickly filled the cup to the top and gulped it down, filled it up again and gulped it down again. Something began to trickle down my leg, it felt sticky and thick. I looked down to see my pants were red at the knee. I slumped to the floor.
Should I look at it? Do I want to look at it? Better yet did I want any of the vampires to smell my blood if I took the bandages off.
Slowly I pushed my left pant leg up the gauze was soaked in blood. I must have bent it someway make the gauze reopen the wound. At that moment I longed to be in Zach's arms crying, being held feeling as safe as I could.
"Vivian" I heard my bed room door open. "Vivian"
I didn't speak, it was Godric. I didn't want him to see me, I didn't want to seem him.
He walked into the bathroom, eyes wide.
"You are bleeding again"
I bit back a sarcastic remark. He left the room and returned with the antibacterial ointment and more gauze. Sitting down he began to undress my wounds.
"How are you not effected by the blood" I asked curiously and calmly. I didn't need to argue anymore. "Don't you want it"
He looked at me with sad eyes. "Yes, but I have control"
"Is it because my blood smells tainted or is it because you think my blood isn't good enough to drink since I am in the group The Silver Sun"
"Blood is blood, no matter who you are or where you are from all blood is blood to vampires, to think blood would be tainted with being from such a group is foolish"
"Of course" Did I just sound like him.
When the last layer of gauze was applied to my knees he lifted me up. I noticed something different about him, I noticed his eyes were not as dark before, but they were nice, almost pretty if he wasn't a vampire.
He sat me at the corner of the bed and took the ointment out of his pocket.
"If it is alright by you I am going to apply some ointment to the cuts on your face and neck"
I nodded, giving him permission.
"I know you have many questions and are probably hungry"
At the thought of food my stomach growled. He laughed smiling.
He squeezed the tube of ointment dispensing a tiny a drop size of it. With gentle fingers, he dab some onto my forehead, then to my cheek.
"You have a very unique face,it is interesting" was that a bad thing "Please turn to the right"
I did though almost feeling worse about my appearance than before, two vampires had now judged my face and the response so far were not so pleasing. He applied some to the base of my neck, fingers lingering for a while.
"Your features are so different from what I have seen, and I have seen many faces"
I looked down.
"Don't take that the wrong way please, I find you beautiful, a face I wouldn't mind seeing for a while, but I don't doubt a second that the average human male would not be intrigued by your appearance"
I had to change the subject, I already knew I looked different...I didn't need to hear it every day.
"I have a question to ask" I asked slowly gazing up at him. "Why did you leave so abruptly last night or day"
His finger tips left my skin. His eyes looked away from me.
"Okay you don't have to answer that." I looked away from him focusing on what he was wearing. Black jeans and Black v-neck. Looking at the small bit of exposed skin on his chest I noticed that he had strange tattoos. I wanted to trace the design that seem to wrap around his neck.
He didn't stop me, I lifted my arm up and found my finger tips at the base of his neck, I trailed lower to the exposed skin and traced the designs. His skin was soft, but cold. He grasped my wrist and pulled it away from him then spoke.
"The vampires with human companions do love them and make love to them, though that is none of my business, they have healthy loving relationships, but of course coming from a child that is the member of the Silver Sun, I expect you to wonder if vampires love or make love to humans while being in love" he interrupted the silence and I dropped the arm.
I was in shock that he allowed me to touch him, but how strange it was for him to pull my hand away. But the way he answered my question left me feeling strange, something in the pit of my stomach, like I had been on a roller coaster of some sort.
"How long will I be here" I asked sounding a bit annoyed about him calling me a child. "I have class, I can't waste my tuition, school isn't cheap, and unlike you I have a life I have to get back to, since I am um alive, and I home work to finish, I have a future to plan for"
His eyes turned sad again with a hint of anger.
"I am sorry but you will not be allowed to leave anytime soon and your future has already changed progressively"
"I need to leave, I'm not safe here, if you haven't noticed there are vampires here" The last part was sarcasm.
"You are safer here than anywhere else, the vampires wont touch you"
"Why do you care? You are a sheriff of a nest and I am that girl who ratted out your secret and now humans can finally feel powerful again, not tied down and attack you kind" I asked almost shouting. why did he care, he didn't know me, I was a stranger he just ended up caring for and saving me from a blond vampire. "And how am I safer in a place full of the same creatures that hate me, I'm sure that Eric will kill me anytime he gets a hold of me alone."
"You will not have to worry about him" he smiled. "He is going to protect you now, I care because I am trying to prove we are not the horrible creatures your group along with The Fellowship of the Sun make us out to be."
"What? The same vampire who brought me into this mess and your kind are horrible monsters, You have me locked in a room" I jumped off the bed and ran for the door...more like tried, but I am this stupid human girl who doesn't know when to stop trying. I got to door and fell against something both soft and hard, it was Godric. Tears fell down my cheeks, I felt so trapped. He wrapped him arms around me, a very awkward touch. I struggled to get out of his grasp, but I couldn't, he wrapped his arm around me tighter. My damp cheek resting on his chest. His hand went to my hair, patting my head, my hair, moving it off my damp face.
"It will be alright trust me" he whispered. "You will be set free, but not now, to keep yourself and my nest safe, you need to stay here"
"But you can't keep me in here, this room, I can't just wear these clothes, I need to study as well, I need my books, my computer, my art supplies"
"We will get you what you need, but please dry your tears" I lifted my face from his cold chest and looked at him with understanding eyes. He gently wiped my tears away from under my eyes.
"But you will treat me as a person, not a child, I am 18 years old, you might be accent, and I of course am a child compared to you, but in reality I am an adult, please treat me like one"
later
I sat a table, a nice wooden table, cherry wood I would assume it was made of. A box of hot pizza before me, a piece in my hand, a bite in my mouth, I was most likely going to eat it all. Godric, knowing I was hungry had someone pick me up a pizza. I didn't ask for it, but I wasn't going to refuse it. It made me feel better, not only because its my favorite thing to eat, but because I was hungry I needed to eat.
He sat in the chair beside me, just watching. I found it oddly comforting. He was smiling as well.
I swallowed another bite.
"Are you okay" I asked laughing a bit, I was in a lighter mood. "You are staring at me"
"Yes" He was quiet after that. "Sorry, I just haven't really been around humans with out feeding off of them"
"Are you hungry, I mean thirsty?" I asked.
He just shook his head and just sat there, still as a statue, for sure he resembled one, like a greek idealistic statue, unrealistic features that dawned his face and lean muscles through out his arms and legs, along with marble pale skin, he indeed was a living statue as old, even older than most statues discovered in anthropologic diggings. But he wasn't greek was he, something else, dark hair and dark eyes, with tribal like tattoos.
He was old, I wanted to ask so many questions, questions that didn't pertain to me or my situations, I wanted to know his history, the events he experienced in time, how he became a vampire and how he survived for so long.
I took another bite of pizza then placed it back in the box and sat back in my wooden chair. My eyes drifted around the room. Dark dining area it was, walls of forrest green and furniture of cherry wood, lamps with stain glass lampshades, paintings of all sorts from classic, to modern, Impressionistic to more realistic, abstract to more concrete art work. I wondered if the paintings were real or of copy. In the corners there were plants and sculptures, it was a like a museum.
"Are you not hungry" He asked sitting up straighter in his chair.
"Yes, but I couldn't help but noticed the art work that is on your walls" I stood up and walked away from the dining table and over to a impressionistic painting. "Is this a real Monet?" I wanted to touch, but dare not.
"Yes of course"
I sucked in air quickly. Then he appeared before me.
"And this a real Degas?" It was a painting of ballet dancers.
"Yes" He smiled. "You know your art, I am impressed"
"How did you get these" I faced him, feeling all giddy over art work.
"I bought them of course, years ago, yes its been a while"
"You bought them" I question. "Oh yes it makes sense now, vampire"
"you are a fan of the arts"
"Very much so, I paint and do sculpture"
"You will have to show me some of you work"
"I rather not, you have been exposed to so many great artist and I can not compare to them"
"An artist always has to show their work in order to receive a rightful opinion on whether or not it is a great piece."
"Yes, but I am not ready" I became flustered.
"Oh but you need to start"
I walked back to the table and sat back down. I didn't want to start another argument, I was a stubborn artist, only showed my work to a few people.
It was late at night, well early morning if you wanted to be exact maybe around 2:30, and I found myself sitting on my newly acquired bed, in my newly acquired room. I was locked in, with absolutely nothing to do, it was my first night here and all I wanted to do was leave.
"Don't leave, Don't try to leave with out me being there" Godric sternly told me before he shut and locked the door. "I will be back before the hours of rest"
Flipping through the channels on the television, I came across a news station that was reporting a story on me.
"Good early morning everyone" Spoke the reporter. "Breaking news, local teen gone missing and police believe she was kidnaped"
"I have been kidnapped you idiot" I shouted at the screen. "But who treats their hostage as if they were a friend?" I laughed, pushing the hair out of my eyes, it was really wavy now and needed to be brushed.
"Teen Vivian Kingsly was last seen at The Silver Sun conference October 1, 2009, right after exposing Vampire secrets to the world she was snatched off the stage, in theory police believe it was a vampire. later that evening Zach Carpenter received a phone stating she was in the woods, which woods we do not know specifically, but police are scanning every forest in the area"
"Zach", my tears streaming down my face once again. "Oh Zach, I'm sorry, first your brother and now me"
"Though the conference turned sour after the young woman was snatched, thanks to the Miss Kingsly and The Silver Sun the world can now protect themselves, lets go to a reporter on site"
"Good morning everyone, here I stand just feet away from the area where the conference took place" The blond big haired woman began to walk toward the stage. "yesterday The Silver Sun announced that the metal silver harms vampires, young member Vivian Kingsly after giving her speech was quickly snatched off the stage, the crowd went wild, sending four people to the hospital with minor injuries"
The reporter walked up the stage.
"Riots among the vampires and humans are taking place right as I speak"
At that moment the camera zoomed out, people were shouting and hold all kinds of silver objects from plater plates to spoons, to jewelry .
"Those vampires will rot in hell" I heard a woman shout.
"We are going to get them all" A man shouted.
"That is not all that is occurring, reports of people murdering vampires and vampires murdering people"
I clicked the tv off, I had heard enough. What have I done, the society we had been living just a day ago was bad, we were living out of fear, but it is worse now, because of me people are dyeing and vampires are dyeing.
I fell back on to the bed and covered my self with the blankets that laid atop. I felt horrible. I caused all of this pain, I am just like one of those bad politicians. I began to feel tired and drifted off.
The feeling of finger tips moving across my cheeks gently woke me up, I turned to my side and covered my face, the covers were lifted off of me.
"Ten more minutes mom" I mumbled in my dumbfounded state of just waking up.
"Ten more minutes" A rich male laugh filled the air. I jumped up, it wasn't Godric. "Sadly I am not your mother, ah mother how I miss mine"
The vampire had short blonde hair and piercing eyes. Eric. I sat back until my back his the head board. My eyes went wide out of realization. How did he get into this room.
"What is the matter Red" Red? Nick name? "Are you afraid of me, you shouldn't be I am only here to kill you"
The vampire, Eric, with his inhuman speed pounced up onto the bed to the point where he was only inches away from me. His fangs slid through his lips, a dirty smirk appeared upon his face.
"Relax I am only joking" His fangs retracted. "Red, I believe we got off on a bad start"
My body began to relax as he spoke.
"Bad start my ass" my back slumped and he got of the bed. "You kidnapped me and not I am stuck in the damn place, it was more than a bad start"
"Stuck" Eric laughed. "Indeed, but you are much safer here, I was watching the news earlier and your town is going insane"
"That makes my situation better" Sarcasm, it was a lovely thing.
"No, but it proves you are safe her"
"It only proves that my family and friends are in a bad situation and I am living here against my will" I shouted at him. Was the door unlocked? hmm.
"Yes against your will, but things do not have to be unpleasant" He smirked again.
I jumped off the bed quickly and ran to the other side of the room away from Eric.
"Don't run from me, it's no use"
"Your mood and mind changes so quickly, I doubt you hold friends long"
"On the contrary" He slowly began to walk toward me. "I have many friends"
The sound of the door creeping open stopped the conversation.
It was Godric, he look angry, though only showed it a bit, I could tell. He spoke in some sort of language and Eric turned around and replied.
"I did not know she was yours, I assumed that you were just being nice"
WHAT? I was no ones.
"Yeah about that" I began to speak, dripping with sarcasm, my tone of voice was almost out to kill.
"Silence" Godric stated.
"Excuse me" I shouted anyways. "I am no ones"
"He has to claim so no other vampire can take you, drink from you, bed you, ect" Eric stated mater-of-fact.
"I would let any of those things happen to me"
Godric head dropped, he was looking at the floor.
"Vivian do not worry those acts will not happen as long as you are with me"
"Can't you just tell your nest to leave me a lone"
"Yes,and I have, they know you are here now and will do everything to protect you from other vampires and humans, we have made a pact"
"But I am not yours"
"Yes of course" Did his reply sound sound sad?
How did you like it? I know my writing still seems a bit rusty, but I promise it will get better.